A/N: This song, in a roundabout way, is an Anti-Bush song. If you support
Bush, or do not wish to read bad things about him, then I suggest you go
back, because I don't want any reviews about how I'm wrong in my own
fucking opinion! Also, this is a primitive version of the song.it's kind
of bad now, but I'm going to rework it, and post the next version soon. If
you have any suggestions about how it should be changed. Feel free to tell
me! Please review, and enjoy. Sorry for making this so fucking long
winded.
V1:
In this time of need
Where lives are taken
By the violence
Of a growing greed
Where do we turn
To keep from falling
C;
In this land of opportunity
Where the roads are paved with gold
There is a sickness growing
Our lives are just goods to be sold
V2:
In this time of hate
How do we live
In spite of ourselves
Is this just our fate
Or a punishment
For residing
C:
In this land of opportunity
Where the roads are paved with gold
There is a sickness growing
Our lives are just goods to be sold
B:
We've been led astray
How do we get out
Of this grave
We've dug for ourselves
Something must be done
And someone must be shunned
By votes or by guns
Elimination of the one
Who's LED US TO THIS GRAVE!
C:
In this land of opportunity
Where the roads are paved with gold
There is a sickness growing
Our lives are just goods to be sold
In this land of strict conformity
Where the roads are slick with blood
There is a sickness festering
Our lives must no longer be sold